"They were in the living room of the villa when Barton said this, a room the size of a football field. But Barton did not get the groveling response h... expected. Moving suddenly, Rod smashed his fist into Barton's stomach. Barton doubled over, gasping for breath."No, you arrogant son of a bitch, you're going to do what I say."Rod said these words with an icy determination that was more impressive than anger would have been. Barton was in greater pain than he had ever experienced, still trying. How can we help?” Morgana asked.“We have been informed by one of Oberon’s aides who escaped that their military leadership is intending to assemble here in a few weeks’ time to prepare their plans (Verenestra gave us a mental map reference) and it’s our intention to attack them, but we need aid or it will be a futile gesture as we haven’t the numbers to do much more than blunt the numbers of their guards slightly, never mind get close enough to Goibhniu,” Verenestra explained.“He’s still in. I could smell their perfume, and it was like ... I couldn’t get enough.As the crowd thinned, Emery moved around to my left side and stood so close to where I sat on the piano bench, her hip would touch my upper arm at times. I could feel the spark and I was sure she could too, but she never reacted until I signed the last autograph and reached back to slip my guitar pick from under the strings.With my pick in my left hand, I stood and took Emily’s hand in my right hand. Just as she clasped her. My mouth dried up and I pressed my eyes tighter into the binoculars.I could see that she was squeezing her delicious tits quite firmly and then she pinched her nipples between her fingers and this seemed to make them larger and harder. Finally she let go with one hand, which she lowered out of sight, obviously down onto her lap.Eventually Wendy rose and went and turned the key in her door, raising my excitement level many notches, and then stood in front of the wardrobe and pushed her hand.